Chapter 1512: Sharing Sugar with the Forensic Doctor 25

Jin Chen's finger-snap pulled Sang Xue's attention back; she then realized she had been drawn to the "false god" again and forgotten that a "true god" stood beside her, and she whispered an apology.

"But I'm so tired… I don't know what else to say." Sang Xue's head suddenly felt as if it were glued shut, unable to think of anything else, and she wearily blinked her eyelids.

"If you still want to know more… you can go ask Samijina."

Jin Chen slowly lifted his doubtful eyes.

Who is Samijina again, and is this person on the account list?

"When did you have the dream?" Jin Chen asked again, obtaining a specific date from Sang Xue's mouth.

Before leaving, Wu Lin glanced into the ward again; just as Jin Chen was about to close the door, the originally weak and dazed Sang Xue suddenly half-propped herself up, speaking in a light, airy tone to Wu Lin, resembling a female ghost from a TV drama.

"Have we met before, you and I, have we met?" Sang Xue seemed unable to stay conscious, asking the same sentence twice, then immediately fixed her gaze on Wu Lin's face.

Wu Lin looked at her, shook his head, and said, "No."

"... No?" Sang Xue scratched her messy hair, then whispered softly: "I will surely die in pathetic foolishness. Just like that, just like that, dying, there will be no other way to die."

Wu Lin stopped completely, gazing at Sang Xue for a few glances, but the little girl obviously had no intention to continue communicating; she turned away and tightly hugged herself.

Sang Xue always felt she had seen this person somewhere before, perhaps long ago…… exactly when was it?

Flickering memory fragments continually flooded Sang Xue's mind in chaotic disarray; she tried to grasp something, and a name was clearly on the tip of her tongue, representing some unbearable-to-recall scenes.

"Qing…" Sang Xue squeezed out a sound from her throat, and just as the memory was about to overlap, a male voice from outside the ward unfortunately interrupted.

Sang Xue inexplicably took a deep breath and pulled the covers over herself.

"Captain Jin, we meet again."

Gu Huan walked over holding the medical record book, jokingly asking: "Today the Jin team surely won't have to take anyone away, right?"

Jin Chen sized him up from head to toe, "Doctor Gu, do you find these suicidal patients pitiful?"

"Every patient is quite pitiful, Officer," Gu Huan's answer was flawless, and the smile on his face was just right, "As a doctor, I will do my utmost to help them."

Jin Chen couldn't be bothered to play along with his act of pretending to be a big bad wolf, and yet this protagonist attacker's background was suspiciously too clean.

Without evidence, you can't arrest people; Jin Chen felt very annoyed.

This was the first time Wu Lin had seen Jin Chen so wary of Gu Huan, and inexplicably he formed the same association as with the little girl earlier—she seemed somewhat familiar, as if he had seen her before.

The last time this feeling arose, it was still that neighbor gentleman.

Perhaps noticing Wu Lin's gaze, Gu Huan shifted his eyes, returning the look with a silent, soundless smile.

Jin Chen cautiously placed Wu Lin behind him, opened the door to the ward, and said, "Doctor Gu, you can go attend to your duties."

Thank you.

Gu Huan entered the ward, leaving the two a background that could be called mysterious.

Through the gap in the opened door, Jin Chen gazed at the quilt on the bed that trembled faintly, thoughtfully pressing his fingertips to his nose.

There was some strange odor about this Mr. Gu.

"Captain Jin!" Duan Xiao Bai, who had gone to inquire about the conditions of other suicidal patients, darted back, lowering his voice mysteriously: "I've discovered something."

Having successfully drawn the attention of both Jin Chen and Wu Lin back, Jin Chen looked around and led the two to the balcony to talk.

Duan Xiao Bai: "I just asked several people, and found that whenever the word rose is mentioned, their minds can't turn, like it's some kind of… forbidden word?"

—"That day, the nightmare even brought me to meet the rose."

Jin Chen's mind flashed through that sentence in an instant, his heart skipped a beat.

If Song Meng were merely the preliminary sacrificial "sheep," she shouldn't have been entrusted with the important task of "guide" by the administrator or the rose.

Perhaps the nightmare's responsibility in this was a deeper task, which is why, after being arrested by the police, the rose issued a sudden call for collective suicide without any warning.

This task is very likely—brainwashing.

But relying solely on a website, how exactly did Song Meng manage to successfully brainwash everyone, or is there some common link among these psychiatric patients that they have yet to find?

"Whose identity information did Wei Yan borrow?" Jin Chen suddenly asked.

Duan Xiao Bai thought and said: "It's the person involved in the previous internet addiction case we rescued, who just started freshman year this year and is still actively treating depression."

【Ling Gun Gun, casually using depression patients' identity information from another city, attempted to log into the website.】

【Currently trying… huh? Can't log in!】

Ling Gun Gun cooperated tacitly and instantly gave Jin Chen the answer, the surprise also genuine: "【Host! Could this kid also have a problem?】"

The possibility isn't large, after all, even if the behind-the-scenes administrator is immensely powerful, there's no way to predict whose identity information they would borrow.

"Have Wei Yan check this student's prior medical records."

"Sure thing."

Duan Xiao Bai quickly agreed and hurriedly left first.

Jin Chen looked back at the silent Wu Lin at his side, put an arm around his shoulder, and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

"What Sang Xue just said." Wu Lin glanced at the hand resting on his shoulder.

"Right, that little girl's last line was quite strange."

"That sentence comes from Edgar Allan Poe's *The Fall of the House of Usher*, and there's another line after it." So Wu Lin felt that what Sang Xue actually wanted to express was that later line.

"I will surely die in pathetic foolishness. Just like that, just like that, dying, there will be no other way to die. I fear not the event itself but its consequences."

Even someone who isn't afraid of death, what consequences could they still fear?

"Do you know Samijina?" Jin Chen still couldn't find this alias in the list.

Wu Lin said slowly: "One of the legendary demons, versed in soul summoning technique; legend says that placing a talisman bearing his emblem under the pillow allows one to converse with the dead in dreams."

Jin Chen:?

What the heck?

【This is definitely correct in the scientific world!】 Ling Gun Gun beat Jin Chen to the confirmation, fearing to be scolded.